SCARLET
“He’s fine,” Sebastian said as he threw me over his shoulder and walked me down the hall.
After Elliot stormed off, Kenna and Finn left to go talk to some of the guys downtown, and I was worrying about Elliot to Sebastian. He was really struggling with seeing me with Seb and Tristan, and I wasn’t sure how to fix it.
I loved it when he got all angry and broody and took that shit out on me. It was hot, and it really got me going when he did it at the hospital. But even though I liked that side of him, it also worried me. Because there was clearly something else going on there, and he wasn’t talking to me about it.
“You really shouldn’t be lifting heavy objects!” I shouted through my laughter as Seb carried me into his room. He kicked the door shut and let me fall onto the bed. I saw him wince before he could cover it up, but I couldn’t get any words out because suddenly he was on me.
His entire body covered my own, and his mouth was everywhere. He kissed me hard, moving from my mouth to my jaw and down my throat. He was growling like a man possessed.
“Do you know how fucking tortuous it’s been to know you’ve been fucking them and not me?” he asked, biting down hard on my shoulder. I gasped and rolled my hips into his. I could feel how much he wanted me. “I could hear you and Tristan last night,” he whispered against my fevered skin.
“I tried to be quiet,” I told him, but he kissed me, silencing me with his mouth.
“You failed,” he growled. “I was so hot for you both,” he admitted, standing up and stripping his clothes off in a rush. He palmed his dick and stroked himself while I watched, my mouth practically drooling. My eyes moved over his body, snagging on the angry gunshot wound that was still trying to heal.
“I wanted to walk upstairs and join you, but I let him have his turn,” he said, distracting me and running his thumb over the head of his dick and collecting the precum there. He walked over to me on the bed and offered his thumb to me. I eagerly opened my mouth, letting the salty taste of him explode across my tongue.
“So instead,” he said as he pulled my top off and then began working on my jeans, “I lay here, just listening. I pulled my cock out and stroked it. I was so hard for you, Scarlet.”
My breathing was coming in short gasps as I listened to him. I was aching for him, and I could feel the slick between my legs as he pulled my jeans down my thighs and then completely off. I was left lying in front of him in just my lacy bra and panties. He looked like he could devour me.
“My cock throbbed with each moan I heard through the ceiling. Tristan groaned, and my cock ached. You called out his name, and I was dripping for you.” He pulled my panties to the side and ran a finger through my slit. “Just like you’re dripping for me now, princess.”
“Fuck, that’s hot,” I moaned, letting my head fall back onto the bed. The thought of him getting off to the noises both me and Tristan were making had me like a bitch in heat. “Did you like the way we sounded together?” I asked him.
“I always like the way you sound, Scarlet,” he said, letting one finger slide inside of me as he moved to hover over me on the bed. His finger made slow, lazy strokes inside of me before he kissed me and added another.
“Did you like the way Tristan sounded, Seb?” I asked him, curious to see where that was going to go. He chuckled low and deep, causing his chest to vibrate against my own.
“Do you like that, Scarlet? Do you like that we want to play with you and each other?” He kissed up my throat as a delicious heat built between my thighs. His thumb made little circles around my clit, sparking electricity through my entire body.
“Yes,” I moaned as he kept up his steady pace inside of me. He laughed again, moving slightly so that he could get his mouth down to my breasts. Nudging my bra away, his mouth captured my nipple. The combined sensation was enough to send me over the edge.
“I need to come,” I whined, moving my hips to get more friction from his fingers. He added another.
“Then come, my love.” He bit down on my nipple, and I rolled my hips one last time before my body exploded with pleasure. My hands went to his hair, pulling his face up to my own so that I could kiss him as I came.
I pushed my tongue into his mouth and tasted the sweetness of him. He always tasted so sweet, my little cinnamon roll.
“God, I’ve fucking missed you,” I told him as I broke the kiss, and he slipped his fingers free of me. I kissed him again, nibbling his lips and moving down his neck before I flipped us so that he was lying beneath me.
“I miss you every moment you’re out of my sight.” His voice was rough with emotion, and I met his eyes. Those brown eyes could hold so many different emotions. I had seen them angry, crazy, sad, worried… But my favorite was the way he looked at me then. Like he would never get sick of looking at me. Like he could look at me until the world ended and it still wouldn’t be enough.
I hovered over him, pushing my panties to the side and letting the head of his cock just barely push inside of me. His arms moved up, and his hands went behind his head, the perfect picture of cocky relaxation.
“Do your worst, baby girl.”
His lips tipped up in a cocky smirk.
I let myself drop down onto him, taking him in one fluid motion. I felt the piercing drag against my most sensitive spots, and I gasped at the chill from it. His eyes went wide and then cinched shut as his mouth hung open.
“Do not fucking move,” he gritted out. “Unless you want me to come right now.”
“Aw, my little cinnamon roll,” I said as I ran my hands down his chest and around his wound. “I thought you told me to do my worst? I haven’t even started,” I teased him. “Are you going to be a one-pump chump?”
His fingers dug into my hips as his eyes flared open.
“Wouldn’t surprise me,” Tristan said, scaring us both from the doorway. I hadn’t even heard him open the door.
“You shut the fuck up,” Sebastian said through gritted teeth, still clearly trying to get himself under control. Tristan just laughed.
“Come to join us again?” I asked him as I began to move in slow circles on top of Seb. My body was already responding to the idea of having them both at the same time again.
“I figure I should let him have his alone time with you just like I had, princess,” he said. “I just came to let you guys know that I have to step out for a bit.”
“You couldn’t just text?” Sebastian groaned.
“Thought this would be more fun.” Tristan walked over and smacked my ass before his mouth descended onto mine. My hands tangled in his hair as he kissed me hard. “And I wanted to kiss my girl goodbye.”
He gave me one last peck and then headed for the door.
“Have fun, you two,” he said with a wink as Sebastian flipped him off.
“Hey,” Seb said, reaching up to grab my jaw and bring my attention back to him. “Back to the task at hand, baby girl. Where were we?”